أَرومُ اِنتِصافي مِن رِجالٍ أَباعِدٍ

وَنَفسِيَ أَعدى لي مِنَ الناسِ أَجمَعا

I yearn for justice from distant men,

Yet my soul is more hostile to me than all people combined.

إِذا لَم تَكُن نَفسُ الفَتى مِن صَديقِهِ

فَلا يُحدِثَن في خِلَّةِ الغَيرِ مَطمَعا

When a young man's soul is not true to his friend,

Let him not arouse in others' isolation any hopes.